MyMotherServedGouda

Coming In 2015:
MY MOTHER SERVED GOUDA WHEN COMPANY CAME

Sometimes a square of American cheese sandwiched between two slices of Wonder Bread is more than just lunch—it’s a hand-held manifestation of family and love. LEARN MORE about the book. READ a sample chapter.Chap01.FamilyBonding.WebRes BECOME A REVIEWER–I need reviewers for Amazon.com, Barnes and Noble, Good Reads etc. If you’d like to help, email me to receive a FREE preview ebook.

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I Know How This Blob Of Clay Feels

between confidence and doubtRough, terse, and uneven, there was something unsettling and yet familiar about the rough countenance of this sculpture at the Biennale Arte 2013 in Venice. It begged to be poked, stretched, shaped and shaped. I wanted to pick it up, poke it with my fingers, and model it into something more tangible and defined. Help it become whatever it was that it was trying to become.

Then I noticed the name: “Between Confidence And Doubt.”…

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Mesmerized by a Silent Venice Night

 

cannaregio at nightIt’s ten p.m. Ron and I have just finished another amazing Italian dinner. We stroll back to our hotel holding hands, wading in the silence. When we’re almost home, we stop at the top of a stone bridge. We stare down the canal. The air is cool and the water shines like polished marble.
Arched bridges soften the landscape by breaking the straight line of the canal with wave-like visual rhythm. No boats, no wind, no people, no movement.

This is Cannaregio, the neighborhood where our hotel is, at night. This is my own little piece of Venice….

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Frantic As My Venice Biological Clock Ticks

venice grand canal at nightI’m so CONFLICTED.

I only have two days left here in Venice. I want to get out there and see it all NOW. But I also want to record it in my notebook so I can remember all the little details that I need if I’m going to write about all of this later. I need to note that the natural pistachio ice cream I ate last night\
was the color of peanut butter. And that the black squid ink pasta I ate for dinner tasted almost cheesy—even though there was no cheese in the dish. These are the sorts of details my middle-aged brain is having a harder and harder time remembering….

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Progress on Getting My Book Published

I wanted to update all of you on the progress of my book. The manuscript of of And Then We Ate Gouda: Scenes from a Cheese-Filled Life, is done. It’s a mini-memoir that celebrates the foods and flavors that punctuate our lives and memories.

I was an unsuspecting child when a grilled cheese sandwich changed my life forever. Who would have known that a single square of American sandwiched between two slices of Wonder Bread and spread with margarine would launch a lifetime of love, adventure, cheese, and cheese-love?

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Heaven on Toast: Venice’s Cicchetti

ciccetti veniceYou know how at every party there’s that one person who scarfs down whole platefuls of hors d’oeuvres while everyone else nibbles

politely? A person who eats so much when they first arrive that they barely have any room left for dinner?

Well, when I go to parties, that scarfer, is me!

I can’t help it. Who wants to wait to eat when something so good is sitting right there on the table? I want to eat it all, and I want it now….

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Venice Past and Present

Breath by Mark Quinn, San Giorgio Maggiore

I didn’t show you a photo of the outside of San Giorgio Maggiore when I wrote my last post because I wanted to prepare you first.

You see, it is currently the Biennale, Venice’s biennial modern art extravaganza. Which means there is lots of modern art scattered around Venice. EVERYWHERE.

That includes on the tiny island of San Giorgio. That’s right, what you see in the photo is true: They’ve placed an 11-meter high, inflated pink naked lady right in front of Palladio’s masterpiece! She’s really very impressive, swaying gently as she lords over the Venice lagoon….

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